One of Kyle’s chickens died. That’s a bummer. His dog got a hold of it and it was bye-bye birdie.
Kyle’s misfortune somehow led to Darren’s wild postulation that he’d have no problem eating Zack and that he’d have no problem if Zack ate him. It’s a games-journalist-eat-games-journalist world out there.
That got us thinking: Where do you even start if you’re forced to cannibalize someone? We’re not talkin’ about Hannibal Lecter making a gourmet meal that pairs well with a nice chianti; we’re talkin’ “What part of a human gives you the best chance to survive in dire conditions?”
Here’s a look into our thought process:
The butt. Or the thighs. We’re eating both.